Someone else’s idea of happiness was a lot easier to attain than a happiness I could not envision and didn’t think I deserved.

I have a theory about pink pastry boxes. So much joy comes from those boxes. When someone walks into a room with a pink pastry box, joy immediately fills the room. World peace? Three words....

. . . mixing defensiveness with anger – a wonderful mix, by the way.

It’s what we’re all trying to do, right? Remember a time that was better. Re-create a moment of that memory as we let the crisp Coke bubble down our throats. Riding bikes on a summer...

Once you taste a little of the sweetness that life can be, there really is no going back.

Funny how you can get used to not having things you thought you couldn’t live without.